I felt left behind. EVERYBODY is writing fics where they end up in the DBZ
world. And I've already got three fics in operation, so I figured what
could one more hurt? Well, on to the disclaimer.
DISclaimer- I own this not. On to the story.
My life was crap today. All I felt like doing was going home and watching TV. Who could blame me? I'm a teenage girl, how could I possibly like dodge ball? I got in the door, lugging my 50-pound backpack with me. As soon as I got in the door, my mother began shouting at me about practicing piano before rhythmic gymnastics. The typical Monday. Tomorrow she'd shout about voice lessons. Then rhythmic gymnastics. Then basketball. It never ended. I'm your average over-achiever. Straight A's, perfect record, not a blemish on my face, unlike most 19 year-olds. Of course I hated this. But it wasn't like I could just quit; just solve my problems with the snap of a finger, like in animes such as Dragon Ball Z, right? At that thought, I realized I'd only slept a few hours in the past few days. I was exhausted. Too tired to even sleep. Maybe a walk would help. Not a walk to end cancer, or save a life. Just a walk, like normal people do. That's what I wanted, right? To be like everyone around me? Or should I think about that more..? All I saw was a swirling black and silver sky above and below me. What was happening? My feet left what had been the ground. All I knew was I had landed. Something felt different, but my head hurt too much to worry about it just then...
DISclaimer- I own this not. On to the story.
My life was crap today. All I felt like doing was going home and watching TV. Who could blame me? I'm a teenage girl, how could I possibly like dodge ball? I got in the door, lugging my 50-pound backpack with me. As soon as I got in the door, my mother began shouting at me about practicing piano before rhythmic gymnastics. The typical Monday. Tomorrow she'd shout about voice lessons. Then rhythmic gymnastics. Then basketball. It never ended. I'm your average over-achiever. Straight A's, perfect record, not a blemish on my face, unlike most 19 year-olds. Of course I hated this. But it wasn't like I could just quit; just solve my problems with the snap of a finger, like in animes such as Dragon Ball Z, right? At that thought, I realized I'd only slept a few hours in the past few days. I was exhausted. Too tired to even sleep. Maybe a walk would help. Not a walk to end cancer, or save a life. Just a walk, like normal people do. That's what I wanted, right? To be like everyone around me? Or should I think about that more..? All I saw was a swirling black and silver sky above and below me. What was happening? My feet left what had been the ground. All I knew was I had landed. Something felt different, but my head hurt too much to worry about it just then...